This was the first time Wang Foer had seen someone in the palace. He was curious and waited for a long time and found that the old eunuch ignored him and just swept the floor silently.

Wang Fo'er suddenly laughed and jumped off the demon turtle and bowed and said, "Why are you sweeping the floor, this old senior, just sweeping the fallen leaves on the left to the right and then sweeping them back will never be able to sweep them clean."

Then the old eunuch raised his head slightly and looked at Wang Foer with a turbid gaze and said slowly: "Where did things in this world go from here or what is the difference between the shape and the sweeping of me?"

After hearing this, Wang Foer pondered for a while and immediately replied with kindness: "What the predecessors said is that all things in the world have changed from this form to another kind of sweeping the floor. I have received the teachings!"

The old eunuch suddenly lit up when he heard Wang Foer say this, and stopped his hand and threw the broom on the ground and asked lightly, "What's death?"

Wang Foer just thought that he had met a madman who had been thinking about himself all year round and had fallen into a certain philosophical artistic conception. He just answered the old eunuch. He just wanted to get out immediately and said even more casually: "What is life? What is death? What is life? What is life? What is life? How is life? How is life? How is life? How is life? How is life? How is life? How is life? How is life? How is life? How is life? How is life?

The old eunuch seemed to have never heard such a wonderful theory and kept repeating: "What is life and what is death? What is life and death? What is life and death? What is life and death? What is life and death? ... Life and death are the same..."

"Haha, I understand! I understand, so that's it! I'm useless to think hard for so many years and spend my whole life..." The old eunuch danced and cried in his eyes with turbid tears.

Wang Fo'er dared not disturb her and was about to quietly withdraw from the boring Lengquan Palace. The old eunuch suddenly shouted: "Since my friend has pointed out that I am so enlightened, I will give you this thing!"

In front of Wang Fo'er, an old eunuch had already arrived in front of him and a haggard palm pressed on his ground door.

In his heart, King Foer was in a hurry to use the kung fu in the ten directions of the frozen demon path to protect his body. A mysterious thought had already been transmitted into his sea of ​​consciousness. He was close to the fourth grade of mind power and had no resistance at all.

"If I can invade the sea of ​​consciousness, etc., if I can master the ability of others' thinking at will, I have only seen this old eunuch in my master, how could it be like this?"

Wang Foer waved his head but found that the old eunuch had long been gone to Lengquan Palace without any chance of life. Although it only made Wang Foer's forehead sweat down.

"With the supreme will, engraving the spiritual mark into the sea of ​​consciousness of others, is not a master who has survived the heavenly tribulation. And if the old eunuch deliberately pressed his palm and used two or three points of strength, my head would have bloomed! Who is this person? How could he sweep the terrible land in this dilapidated palace?"

Almost at the critical moment of life and death, Wang Foer beat him in front of the evil ghost path for a long time before he felt that he was soaked in cold sweat. He felt inexplicably panic. He even carved nothing in his sea of ​​consciousness and jumped onto the demon. Luckily shouted loudly.

"Qingcheng, tears, and Qingcheng, where are you coming out quickly."

His first thought was that the old eunuch's martial arts skills were higher than those of the tears and Ye Ling. If Qing Qingcheng met this old eunuch who wanted to test the sword, he was afraid that his life would be lost within ten moves. Thinking of Qing Qingcheng's pretty, he stood up and wiped the proud and confident appearance of the sword in his hand, Wang Foer couldn't stop being afraid.

"If...if I never see this girl again, will I feel sad?" At that moment, Wang Foer knew deeply that no matter how much his relationship with tears was, that relationship had already existed and he could never erase it.

"Qingcheng is out and go home with me!"

In the roar, Wang Fo'er didn't notice that his voice was hoarse because he was anxious. He was deeply afraid that tears would meet the old eunuch who was unpredictable and unlike a stranger.

Just like the first time he saw Taiquan, he felt deeply suspicious that the old eunuch was no longer a human being.

The demon turtle flew like the lightning king Buddha around the palace and was gradually approaching Wuyou Palace. If he saw the palace king Buddha, protected by countless guards, would have avoided it, but his anxiety in his heart made him not only not avoid it, but instead rushed over. He shouted vigorously and wanted to send his voice into the inner palace.

The imperial guards of Wuyou Palace are part of the Dawu Xuanwei Army. The five commanders of the Dawu Xuanwei Army took turns to be on duty today. Today, they are from Yunyi tribe. The commander of Yunbodong, Yunyou Palace. He saw a young man driving an extremely rare flying turtle coming to break into the palace and suddenly became a little angry. He said to himself: "No matter how much the Yuli Dynasty declined, it was not the turn of people to enter and exit at will. Is this kid looking for death?"

He slapped his wings behind his back and had already risen in his empty hands and shouted angrily: "Where did the boy dare to break into the palace without authorization? Do you think that my Dawu Xuanwei army is gone?"

Wang Foer stretched out his foot and stepped on the demon turtle under his seat immediately hovered in the air. He didn't answer Yun Bodong's words at all and just asked: "Have you seen a girl wearing a short skirt holding a long sword?"

Yun Bodong was asked by Wang Foer and shouted: "I have the responsibility to capture anyone who comes to disturb me."

Wang Foer was anxious and had no thoughts about it, and understood this as Yun Bodong had seen tears Qingcheng and shouted coldly: "Since you refuse to tell me Qingcheng's whereabouts, I will capture you and torture you first."

He patted the green slut behind him and immediately flew into the air. From a few inches of small sticks to six feet, Wang Foer grabbed the tail of the stick and shook it gently and hit the killer towards Yunbo.
Chapter completed!